13 March 2015

Maintaining

I had another full body scan a few weeks ago. Everything looks nice, as in, very little cancer activity and shrinking brain tumors. Once again, no new activity.

So, now, I'm on a "maintenance" plan, which basically means that I'm on the same schedule I've been on since January 2014. Infusions every 3 weeks (Perjeta & Herceptin) and injections every 4 weeks (Lupron & Xgeva.)

Today, everything lined up, so I had infusion and injections on the same day. There are very few side effects with these drugs, but I do notice that I am a little more achy, a little more tired, for a few days after treatment.

Over all, I'm feeling better than I was a month or so ago. My appetite is still not great, and I don't really eat much. But maybe that's a good thing, since I have about 40 pounds of steroid weight to lose...

12 March 2015

Start Your Engines

Pretty much all of my "days off" from work for the last year and a half have not really been "days off." I've either been getting scans, chemo, shots, infusions, surgery, radiation... The list goes on and on. The point is: My days off work lately have all been for going to one doctor or another. I've felt guilty enough taking the time I do take, and I've been hesitant about taking time for a "mental health" day (which, trust me, I've considered pretty heavily, before dragging my tired body out of bed and going in to work anyway,) much less taking a Vacation day.

It's a red-letter day. Vacation.
Sort of.

I did take a day off today. So I could go to Charlotte last night. So I could see a drag show.
Not the kind with cars, though, that would have been super fun also.

I went to see RuPaul's Drag Race Battle of the Seasons. And it was so very worth a red-letter day.

I was with some of my most favorite people, who all behaved (wonderfully) like adult-ish kids on a night out. We were *Uber* responsible and left the driving to others. We tipped well. Our lone male was sweet & kind to the flamboyant gentleman who complimented him on his "pretty face."

All-in-all, I'd say I would relive the night again. With very few changes.

Special thanks to my dear friend Wendy, who bought our tickets to the event, and to my dear friend George, who very generously hosted 4 rowdy girls for a night!